AN: Everything Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer.

Chapter 1: Our First Night Together.

As Edward drove through the streets towards his place I couldn't help but think of the decision I had made, but I'll cross that bridge when I get there. We stopped at this luxurious looking hotel and the valet took the car, I couldn't help the awe I felt. 'I can only imagine how good it looks on the inside', I thought to myself.

"Come on, let's go inside" he said, taking my hand in his.

As we were passing the front desk, the lady behind the desk greeted him, "Good evening Mr Cullen." His response was a slight wave of his hand. 'So he's a regular here'. I looked around and couldn't help but be impressed, having never stayed anywhere outside of my parents home and my own apartment, I was impressed.

We headed to the penthouse suite and I felt it was time we addressed a few a things, but as I turned and was about to say something he pounced. I was so startled that at first I didn't react to the kiss, but as he got more aggressive I started responding.

"Hmm, Edward." I moaned softly as he palmed my tits. All of a sudden he pinched my nipples through the fabric of my shirt and I screeched trying to jump back but he wouldn't let me. Despite his rough movements feeling foreign, considering the times I had sex my partners were gentler, I could feel myself getting drenched.

I started grabbing at his clothes and I think he got the idea because he moved back and started undressing. I couldn't help staring, he just looked so fucking good all ripped and hard. He looked up at me and said in a soft but demanding voice, "Well aren't you taking of your clothes?"

'He didn't need to tell me twice'. I took off all my clothes and I looked up and met his hungry eyes. His once ocean green eyes looked dark, almost black. I audibly gulped and he stood in front of me, "There's no going back now" he growled.

He picked me up around the waist and I let out a squeal as he carried me over his shoulder with his hand right on my ass, to what I assumed was the bedroom. I didn't have time to look around as he threw me on the bed and immediately climbed over me.

He started leaving a trail of kisses from my neck to my chest where he took one of my tits in his mouth and started sucking it hard, leaving me panting as I grabbed onto his hair and wrapped my legs around his waist. He switched breasts and I got even wetter and I started rubbing my pussy against him. I felt him grow hard against me and all of a sudden he pulled back. He grabbed a condom from the bedside table and sheathed himself and what a hot sight it was.

He positioned himself at my entrance and with one hard thrust entered me all the way. We both groaned at the sensation and after giving me a second he started pounding away. His thrusts were hard and unrelenting leaving me moaning and groaning like a porn star. I couldn't do anything except wrap my legs around him and hold on tight.

"Shit," he spat as he felt me convulsing all around him, he started moving slower but kept going deep drawing out my orgasm. As I felt the waves calm I closed my eyes, that was the most intense orgasm I'd had thus far. "Open your eyes, I'm not done with you", he commanded. As I looked up I saw his lust filled eyes and I knew I was in trouble.

He flipped me over and helped me to my knees only to immediately enter me and thrust away, I couldn't do anything except take it, and I sure as hell wasn't complaining. I could feel my second orgasm building and this time I felt him reach his peak too. We came together, me moaning and him letting out a string of curses. I felt him leave the bed and made myself comfortable, immediately falling asleep with the thoughts of the sex God who had just given me the best fuck of my life.

In the back of my mind though I worried about what would happen when the haze ended. Where I would end up.